TNSP0013

This time, Liita's dream castle welcomed a myriad of wondrous creatures: some shimmering, some silent and enigmatic, and still others as gentle as feathers yet harboring secrets. She tiptoed, giving each "anomaly" a sincere embrace. No encounter needs to be defined as good or bad. Lita's palms can melt the ice of prejudice, allowing absurdity and warmth to coexist, and sharpness and tenderness to reconcile. When you feel it at your fingertips, you'll hear her whisper hidden in the cracks: Adventures never get lost; they simply wait for someone willing to reach out. 3.5-5 inch